If she could get pregnant, wouldn’t the child born in the Mo family be the bloodline?

Mo Nanjue will never touch her, so he will definitely come out to clarify, but...

If they all disappear, who can tell or prove who the child is?

And the only way to disappear...

At this moment, the sound of a maid knocking on the door sounded outside the door, "Thank you butler."

"Come in."

The maid walked in with a stack of paper, "This is the participant of the Sea Burial tomorrow and the ship arrangement. The second wife asked me to show you the information."

"Okay, I understand, go down." Xie Yanghua reached out to take it, and suddenly remembered something again, "Go and tell the second wife, I will discuss the details with her later and let her wait for me in the room."

"yes."

The maid brought the door to the door and walked out. Xie Yanghua put the paper at hand. He waved at Su Qingtian, "You go back to the room, now you are the only person who has the chance to approach Chenchen. After all, Tong Ran is your sister. You can take that jade ring if you can, or you can carry the child."

Su Qingtian gritted her teeth, and Xie Yanghua said again, "As for your mother, as long as you listen to me carefully, she will not have any problems."

Su Qingtian responded softly, turned around and walked out.

Xie Yanghua picked up the teacup and blew the floating tea leaves. This sea burial was undoubtedly a good opportunity, and there would be no more in the future...

***

Night soon came, and the entire Mo House was shrouded in a vast darkness.

In the restaurant, the maid brought the rich dishes to the table.

Mo Nanjue hugged Tong Ran and sat on the sofa, whispering something. She was amused from time to time and reached out to scratch his itch, but the man was thick-skinned and lowered his head to bite her fingers. She kept laughing and trembling in front of his chest.

Su Qingtian pushed open the door and walked in.

The smile on Mo Nanjuejun's face suddenly condensed. He patted Tong Ran's buttocks and raised his head, "What are you doing?"

Su Qingtian honestly replied, "Eat."

Indeed, her room is here too.

Tong Ran was a little uncomfortable, so she stood up, "Chenchen probably is hungry."

Mo Nanjue grabbed her arm, and he stood up, his eyes closed on Su Qingtian, "Did you even lose the function of asking someone to prepare meals?"

Su Qingtian lowered her head, and Mo Beiyan happened to walk in from outside. He glanced at her, "What are you doing here?"

He also asked this question.

Su Qingtian felt out of place, but she couldn't leave, so she came to the dining table to sit down, "I'm just here to have a meal, you don't have to target me like this."

Tong Ran lowered his eyes and felt extremely embarrassed. Su Qingtian looked at her, "Xiao Ran, my mother's body is getting worse and worse. She said she missed you...I want to see you."

"Go to go if you have time," Tong Ran thought of the time she was in the hospital, and her eyes hurt slightly, "I'm a little busy these days."

Busy? Are you busy loving and loving?

Su Qingtian held the chopsticks with bitter eyes and did not speak any further.

Mo Yaochen secretly smashed the flower pot on the balcony over there, and almost broke the legs of the guards guarding below. Finally, he was tired of playing and ran over with his short legs, "Can you eat some?"

Tong Ran knew that he hadn't done anything good when he saw his hands full of mud, "Go and wash your hands by yourself."
Chapter completed!